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voice. “Hold still and let me drill this .”
    Rika snorted and shook her head. “I just kinda grabbed him. It was like I got possessed by a horny demon and just had to kiss him right then and there.”
    “Wait, just for context, we’re talking about that big one, right? The, uh, God, what’s his name? Ragnar, Odin, some Viking thing, right?”
    “Thor,” Paprika said.
    She thought her sister was going to actually choke to death laughing so hard. “Yeah,” she finally said in between coughing, snorting chortles. “Yeah okay, easy to take a guy named Thor seriously. But he’s, he’s pretty hot, Rika, what exactly are you upset about?”
    That’s the thing – she wasn’t even sure why she was upset. She could barely decide if she was or not. It seemed like the kind of brazen, obnoxiously over-the-top stuff that someone should be embarrassed about, or regret, or maybe that only happened after a beer pong session. But for all that she knew she should feel bad, she kinda just didn’t.
    “Earth to Rika? Come in, sister rabbit, come in?”
    “Sorry,” she said. “I was just thinking.”
    “Doing too much of that will get you in trouble,” Petunia said, and then mumbled something about how it can keep you out of trouble, too.
    With a heavy sigh, Paprika rolled over onto her stomach, and let her eyes fix on the TV she had muted across the room. An old episode of Family Feud was about halfway over. Richard Dawson had started kissing women in that vaguely creepy but not quite harassment way that he always did. “Oh God,” Rika said. “What if I upset him?”
    “Do you know men?” Petunia shot back. “You said you grabbed him and kissed him, right? Did he squirm, trying to get away? Did he get all nervous and shake like Uncle Jake does every time you take away his quote-unquote coffee cup?”
    “Well,” she paused for a second. “No, he sorta went at it with me.”
    “Good so we’ve established that he’s a normal male with a libido. And also since he’s a bear,” Petunia trailed off for a second. “Oh honey, oh honey do you know what you did?”
    “You’re not about to have another break are you?”
    Petunia snorted defiantly. “My therapist says it was brought on by a mixture of stress and whackadoo brain chemistry. Yes that’s the term she used. But no I’m not. It’s just... he’s a bear. You know what they say about bears, right?”
    “Why do I feel like I’m about to be gifted another dick joke?”
    “Because usually you would be. But no, remember – bears, they mate for life. Dating and playing around and all that, they’ll do some but they’re pretty serious about their love lives. If he got all hot and heavy with you, he might’ve decided the next fifty some-odd years of your life for you already.”
    Oh that would be bad. Right? I mean, I hardly know the guy. He knows my molars and my incisors really well, but I don’t even know his phone number.
    Paprika swallowed, hard. “He did get a real kinda, I dunno, intense voice? And he got all growly and told me that when he saw something he wanted he went after it until he got it.”
    Petunia gave her a long, I-told-you-so sound. It was a sort of whine that started in her nose and went high and then low. It wasn’t a particularly rare sound, either, even though in most cases, Petunia was never right. This time, though? “God, don’t you love it when they get all growly? Makes my lady parts feel all weird. I mean, aside from the referring to you as a non-living ‘it’ but you can’t win ‘em all.”
    “I did kinda feel something,” Rika admitted, evading her sister’s lady parts entirely.
    “Yeah, I’m sure you did. A bear? I’m sure you felt a whole lot of something.” Petunia snickered at her own joke. “Sorry, I had to get it out or it would have festered in my belly for a month and gotten way raunchier.”
    “That sounds horrifying.”
    “Yeah, well, you know me. Say, you also know that I’ve got an open